The waters of the river of evil flow from north to south. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Crossing the bank of the evil river, Chu Tian and Jian Youdao stood side by side.

At this time, the hustle and bustle of Jian Youdao's war against the fake monks had passed, and the monks in the hell realm all went back to their respective homes and went to find their own mothers, and the fake monks were also sent by Jian Youdao to Futu Mountain to arrange the opening of the sect seven days later.

Jian Youdao didn't put any restrictions on him, nor did he promise him anything, and the fake monk's face was very gloomy when he left, and he didn't know whether he should take this opportunity to escape.

Chu Tian was silent and said, "Senior brother, we shouldn't have seen each other for seventy years, right?" ”

Jian Youdao looked at the surging river and said calmly: "Sixty-nine years and three months. ”

Chu Tian was silent, although all the abilities and five senses of a cultivator were far beyond ordinary people, if he didn't deliberately memorize them, it would be impossible to calculate them so clearly.

Jian Youdao remembered the last time he met him so clearly because he remembered another thing very deeply.

"What happened after I left?"

Chu Tian looked at him and asked softly, although he had heard from many people about what happened in those years, and had seen many images that had survived from those years, and he had even heard Xu Sheng and Mo Tian talk about those things with his own ears.

However, he just wanted to hear what Jian Youdao had to say about that matter.

Jian Youdao's calm eyes flickered slightly, after leaving the human world, he had fallen into self-sinking for a long time and couldn't extricate himself, but in the end, he came out, he found his own way.

Or maybe it was his master who forced him to take this step.

When he was in the human realm, although he was known as the first person of the younger generation, and he received all the courtesies and importance of the people in the world, in fact, only he knew it, and he was not qualified to be valued by those people, because he didn't know where his Tao was.

Everyone in the world thought that he didn't break through Bao Dan because he didn't plan to face Qiu Tiange directly, but only he knew that he couldn't break through at all!

A person who doesn't even know what the Tao is, how can he talk about enlightenment?

Qiu Tiange had made such a comment about Jian Youdao at the beginning, saying that he still lacked something.

Therefore, his master, the head of the Nine Swords Sect, Jian Xu, used his own net worth and the lives of all the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect to make up for him!

In the past, the sword had a way to travel between heaven and earth, and he couldn't find the way he should go, even if the demon world invaded such a major event, he didn't blink an eye, as if the survival of the human world had nothing to do with him.

Or in other words, Jian Youdao can't find the value of his own existence at all, he doesn't know, what he lives for, and what should he do?

Is it just to save the world?

Funny, what's the world about me?

Therefore, Jian Xuan used blood to tell him that you are a sword and a way, you should live for the prosperity of the One Sword Sect, and you should use the rest of your life to re-establish the One Sword Sect!

Jian Youdao's eyes flashed, and he said: "It's nothing, it's just that my name was Zhang Sansheng before, and now, my name is Jian Youdao." ”

Chu Tian turned his head to look at his silhouette, obviously so close, but Chu Tian suddenly had a feeling that he was looking up at his back, it was so high and unreachable.

He looked at Jian Youdao, as if he saw a corner of the moonlight falling under the gloomy sky, and the ruins were everywhere. Those wreckage are swords, those wreckage are people, those wreckage are blood, a young man in white knelt on the ground with his head, constantly digging something in the ruins with his hands, blood and tears glued to his face, in the gray moonlight, he was like a wounded lone wolf, roaring silently.

Eventually, he dug up a broken sword.

The world only knows that this man is the eldest disciple of the One Sword Sect, and he is a sword with a way to be born for the sword, but only a few people know that there is another name for the sword and the way, that is, Zhang Sansheng.

It was his common name, but it wasn't given to him by his parents, because he was an orphan, and he just thought it sounded good.

Later, it was discovered by the sword sect of the First Sword Sect, and the name of the sword was given. However, he didn't like this name, and felt that the sword was too vulgar or something, far less charming than his Zhang Sansheng.

So he yelled more than once when others called him Jian Youdao, trying to change back to Zhang Sansheng, but the world only thought he was joking and didn't care.

On that drowsy moonlit night, he knelt in front of the broken sword for a long time, and then got up and looked at the heaven and earth, as if he was swearing something.

"From now on, I have a way for the sword!"

A stunning sword light pierced the sky, blooming brilliant colors in another small realm of the void.

Chu Tian was in a trance, still crossing the evil river, or the calm sword in white clothes.

The scene just now seems to be just an illusion.

Jian Youdao looked at him and said softly: "Don't feel sorry for me, I may be more relaxed and free when I am called Zhang Sansheng, but I am called Jian Youdao, but I really feel the breath of my life." ”

Chu Tian was silent, the world only knew that the sword had a way and was a sword genius who had not been born for thousands of years, but there were even fewer people who knew that the sword had a way or the number of heaven's destiny.

In other words, in fact, the sword has a way and does not belong to the sword, or he does not only belong to the sword, but he met the right sword at the right age, so he has become the sword you have today.

But if he had met a sword master at the beginning, maybe he would be a sword master at this moment.

Therefore, because of this, Jian Youdao could not find his own way, because there were too many paths for him to choose from, he was simply an all-rounder, three thousand avenues, and all roads could lead to Rome.

But from now on, the sword has a way, and it is really just a sword with a way.

Since he didn't know how to choose, Jian Xuan used the blood of the disciples of the One Sword Sect to forge a choice for him!

Jian Youdao suddenly turned his head to look at the other side, where there was a broken monk wearing a tattered robe and helpless.

"Fellow Daoist, we've seen it before." He bowed slightly at the monk.

That monk was the overlord monk who ate the overlord meal, and he was only one step late because he was beaten by the people of the overlord restaurant for three hours. At this moment, he was standing not far away and was quite entangled, not knowing whether to come over or not, on the one hand, he was expecting Jian Youdao to be able to order soup for him, and on the other hand, he was very afraid of Jian Youdao's strength, what if he didn't go with his heart, he chopped it with a sword?

But he didn't want to, but Jian Youdao took the initiative to speak to him.

The monk was surprised, touched his bald head and said, "We have seen before?" ”

Jian Youdao nodded deeply, Chu Tian was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at the monk more, at this time, Jian Youdao was even more solemn than facing the fake monk, could this monk really be a great character?

"Well, donor, it looks like we've met." The broken monk suddenly folded his hands, his face was calm, his eyes were bright, and he bowed slightly towards the sword, and he really had a solemn and solemn taste.

Chu Tian nodded, and couldn't help but believe three points, it seems that this master is indeed a high-ranking monk in the game market.

Just about to scan his details with his clairvoyant eyes, suddenly the monk laughed and said, "In this case, the donor should look at the familiar noodles without looking at the monk's face, so just send me some royal weapons." ”

Chu Tian's face was dark, and he had the urge to kill.

Jian Youdao looked at him calmly, and didn't seem surprised, and said, "It seems that the master has not yet found a way to make the people of the Hell Realm good. ”

The broken monk suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and still asked, "Do you really know me?" ”

Jian Youdao nodded.

The broken monk said excitedly: "Then do you know what my name is?" I've forgotten my name, I've been looking for it, and if you tell me my name, I'm not going to ask you for a baby. ”

Jian Youdao shook his head: "You didn't tell me at the beginning." ”

The broken monk was gloomy, a little depressed, and he didn't even have the mood to ask for treasures.

Jian Youdao suddenly asked, "What do you think, what is my method?" ”

"What, to make the hell realm good?" The broken monk was surprised, and looked at the sword Youdao's gaze, at this time, the group of Hell Realm monks who had taken away the treasure not long ago happened to disappear on the horizon on the other side of the Evil River.

I saw that they were talking and laughing, even if they all had heavy treasures, no one made a move, and nearly a thousand people were together as if they were a family.

The broken monk pursed his lips, shook his head and muttered: "It's just that I'm afraid of your strength, if you say that you are not guilty of robbery, I will keep that there is no one left who they killed." ”

Jian Youdao was silent, and he acquiesced in his words, and only said after a long time: "Strength, it is not another way, the vices of the hell world have been millions of years old and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, only by teaching them from top to bottom to be good, maybe they will gradually have good thoughts." ”

The broken monk shook his head, for some reason Chu Tian at this moment actually saw a soft Buddha light from behind him, and the treasure was solemn.

"No, no, goodness from the outside in is hypocrisy, and goodness from the inside out is true goodness." He said.

Jian Youdao is calm: "If a person is hypocritical all his life, it is true and good." ”

"One person can be hypocritical for a lifetime, 10,000 people cannot be hypocritical for a lifetime, one generation can be hypocritical, and a hundred generations cannot be hypocritical. No one can have a hundred generations of longevity, and neither can you. The broken monk shook his head and recited the Buddha's name.

I am a Buddha with compassion.

Jian Youdao shook his head, he was not going to talk to this monk about Buddhism, he was going to talk about Buddhism with a monk, and it was impossible to win in ten lifetimes.

"Seven days later, Futu Mountain, junior disciples and Taoist friends will come to watch the ceremony." He saluted Chu Tian and the broken monk, and slowly disappeared.

"Who am I? How did I end up here? Ah, I'm so hungry, I want to eat people......" When Jian Youdao left, the broken monk's clear eyes slowly became confused, and finally covered his stomach and shouted to the sky.

He looked at Chu Tian's gaze, full of fierce light: "If you don't tell me my name, I'll eat you!" ”

Chu Tian looked surprised, and couldn't help but deepen his interest in him, and said with a smile: "Your name is Ah Cai, I am Chu Tian, I am your master, Ah Cai can't yell at his master." ”

"I'm Ah Cai, are you my master?" The broken monk tilted his head, his eyes full of doubts.

Chu Tian nodded: "Yes, that's it." ”

The broken monk nodded, thinking that this might really be the case. He strode towards Chu Tian, his eyes full of anticipation, as if he wanted to ask for his master's embrace.

Chu Tian stretched out his hand to him: "Be good, come and lick it." ”

The broken monk opened his mouth wide, bit it, and his eyes were almost overflowing with fierce light: "You are Ah Cai, your whole family is Ah Cai, how dare you lie to me?" Amitabha, your sister's Buddha, Lao Tzu bites you to death, Wang! ”

ps: The pit of the sword has a way, it is buried, if there is no children's shoes that skip chapters, you should be able to understand it, right? As early as when I wrote that Jian Youdao had two names, I was destined to end this ending, and I like the two sentences the most, heroes in the world are like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

Since ancient times, most of the red faces have been in trouble, so the end is miserable, and characters like Jian Youdao shouldn't be so perfect.